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[personal profile] peacemakers 2017-02-13 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ He huffs out a breath, something still dismissive. He'll grant that there's definitely been a change in Emma's behavior – more than a few qualities coming to light that he had never seen before the fight.

Is it because of him, though, or is it merely because time and distance from the battle with Bogue has allowed more of that to surface?

Hard to tell, he supposes. Hard to say.

He murmurs, ]


In the end, it's all the same, don't you think? Still a dead man pinin' after a woman he don't deserve.

[ And there it is, out in the open at last, and he risks only a momentary glance up at the admission. For a long while, Faraday is quiet, before he shakes his head. ]

You're right. [ And that's difficult to say, someone else being right, because that so often means that Faraday is wrong. ] Suppose I ought to leave it alone. Let her move on. She don't need anymore ghosts hauntin' her.
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[personal profile] peacemakers 2017-02-13 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He huffs out a disbelieving laugh, dragging his gaze up to Matthew. ]

And how’s a man supposed to stop lovin’ someone?

[ Because the fact of the matter is, Faraday had thought it impossible to ever fall in love with someone in the first place. There’d been Ethel, all those years ago, but that hadn’t been real love. That had been an infatuation, a fleeting, warm sensation. He’d never met a woman like that before, and he had been smitten.

But this, what he feels for Emma – that was a dangerous blaze, compared to the spark he felt for Ethel, and he could no more douse that than he could put out a field on fire with a bucket of water. ]
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[personal profile] peacemakers 2017-02-13 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A derisive little snort. ]

Wouldn’t be the first time she’s been sore with me.

[ Might be the last, though, if he plays his cards right.

Faraday lets out a sigh, reaching up to rub at his neck again. In life, he would’ve tried to knead out some of the stiffness knotting his muscles; now, it’s simply muscle memory. ]


I’ll... figure it out.